Last night, I was drinking alone at the bar counter when an older man sitting next to me, also drinking alone, started talking to me. He said, “I got divorced last month. Back when I was married, I used to come up with all sorts of excuses to go out drinking by myself. But now that I’m actually single, drinking alone just feels… lonely.”
So I ignored him.
A bus driver once pulled over and sat there crying. I was the only one on the bus. He looked up at me in the rearview mirror and said “my sister just died”.
I pretended to listen to music and ignored him. I dont have much empathy on an individual level, probs something to do with Neurodivergence. He sat there for a bit and said “ok then” and then started driving again.
I still think about it sometimes, dont know why.
My guess? Probably because you know you should’ve forced yourself to be a bit more humane, it wouldn’t have killed you.
Maybe